Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 122

Cordelia sat slumped at her desk, now changed into her cozy pajamas. Elbows planted firmly on the wood, she cradled her smartphone in her hands, awaiting a reply from the members of her social group chat.

Since yesterday, the question had been gnawing at her, who exactly was Everard? Even Sanderson, the guy who knew everyone in town, didn’t recognize the name. Could it be that Everard was a ghost, a figment of her Imagination?

This morning’s chat in the Pioneers Group sparked a realization, the group was a melting pot of professionals from various fields. Surely someone might know him, right?

But after she posted her question, the chat fell eerily silent.

After a torturous two–minute wait, a reply finally popped up.

Bland asked, [Lia, are you pulling our leg? How could you not know him?]

Cordelia blinked, her instincts telling her that Bland knew Everard. She typed back hastily, [Who is he?]

Silence fell over the group once again.

Just as she was about to probe further, another message came through.

Nolnterruptions said, [Never heard of him.]

Like an icebreaker, the message prompted a flurry of responses.

Pianoman said, [Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.]

Mathster replied, [A mystery to me.]

Painter said, [Who?]

Chef replied, [Not a clue.]

Others all replied, [No idea.]

Everyone chimed in except Louie Adams. Cordelia’s brow furrowed as she read the stream of ignorance, finally addressing Bland directly, [So, you’re the one who knows him, @Bland?]

Bland replied, [No, I definitely do not.]

confused,

[Sorry, must’ve been a brain fart.

speechless,

and nobody knew him?

echoing Painter’s earlier message – [If anyone digs up

phone aside and opened the book “The Periodic Table” that she’d borrowed from her grandmother. The technical jargon was almost alien to her, making for a challenging read.

the pages with a

high school education was comprehensive and had

double down on her

Lorna brought her a cup of milk and honey. “Get some sleep, dear. You have to rest to regain energy,” Lorna advised

good advice, nodded in

her alarm when a new message popped up on

are you

from Louie. She pondered for a moment before replying with the naked truth, (He’s my boyfriend]

response came quickly, No way. Is he

replied, [Yes, do you

full ten minutes before sending back a cryptic message: [Be careful around him in real life. Keep your distance.]

by keeping her distance? They hadn’t even been

replying. I can’t stay away from him, my heart

was waxing poetic about love, just as Lorna and

could decide,

Louie understood her meaning. After a moment’s thought, she responded: [Because

Louie went silent.

indicator blinked for another ten minutes, but still

and returning, Cordelia found Louie’s response: I know. I’ll see your granddad about a treatment

knew. He

Anyone else might have called him immediately, but Cordelia was patient by nature. If

a single word – [Okay]

her hair, and slipped into bed. Just as she was about to turn off the device, it rang, the sharp tone jarring in the quiet of the

recognizing Everard’s number. What could he want at this late

familiar voice, more velvety than she remembered, greeted her, “Hey.”

more

his voice so soothing it seemed to caress the